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Act II

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It was only a memory ago that I recall a dream I had of yesterday. Yesterday, several autumns past when the trees shed their wings of leaves poetically gold and mahogany brown. It was when the world stood still. Listening to angels with strings and harps. And we danced as I whispered prose in your ear. It was when the world was a quieter place and we fell in love with no bounds or fences to sit on. And God felt the need to bless what we ask for. "Two unicorns and a horn of many years to dance and be as one." 

Now that the rainbow cascades waters of sweet from the well of my prose. I felt the need to share what I and my true love have as the angels tune their harps for Act ll. Bringing the curtain down before we sleep. For I am dark beyond the bounds of infinity, yet I know love. Love that awakens my lust for your skin so fair and eyes of chestnut brown 

See, see shadows before we awake with new dawn fawning as the bed quakes. Beneath the webs of gossamer threads and the moon of orange mallow as dryads sing. 


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